Green bottles of clear Soju began to fill the table top as Yoongi turned the shrimp over the small grill. Over the grill, laid sizzling and juicy, hot, sausages, fish, shrimp, and grilled, pepper chicken. All in which came with spicy Kimchi, soy sauce, lettuce wraps and cold bottles of Soju as well. Yoongi was halfway done with his bottle as Jungkook was on his third, laughing to himself and keeping his eyes locked onto the older student. So far, Jungkook was getting lightheaded and he couldn't keep his hands off the green neck of the Soju bottle; making Yoongi let out a laugh as he kept his eyes locked onto the young student before him.

“A little light headed there, Jungkook? Did you eat at least?” Yoongi asked and placed grilled chicken over his plate once more. “Don't rely on Soju the whole night, you need to keep eating something!” The older claimed as Jungkook smiled and batted his eyes while looking at the grilled chicken. “Go on, eat it.”

“Oh you're going to make me barf! I ate the sausage, I ate the grilled shrimps and lettuce wraps too!” Jungkook mentioned and smiled to himself. “I feel like my head is spinning!” Yoongi heard the drunk boy speak and then throw his hands over his head to gasp. “I NEED TO CALL JIMIN!”

“No you don't, he didn't contact you all day! You said I can't give you the phone until he calls.” Yoongi mentioned as Jungkook gasped once again. “Oh you're such a handful, Jeon Jungkook.”

“B-But Jimin… Jimin won't ever love me!”

“Love?”

“I want him!” Jungkook then covered his own face. “You're so mean to me, Yoongi! Jimin won't see how pretty I am! JIMIN DOESN'T THINK I'M PRETTY!” Jungkook continued as Yoongi quickly got up and stretched.

“That's it, let's go, you had enough.” Claimed the older as Jungkook shook his head and kept his face hidden behind his own hands. After, Yoongi paid the bill and took the leftovers to go. With that, he had his arm over Jungkook's shoulder to guide him to the car. “I think you'll be safe if you sleep at my house for the night, alright?” The older asked as Jungkook carried a pout every step of the way to the car. It wasn't until the man set the boy over the passenger's seat of the car, when Jungkook let out a sigh. “What is it?”

“J-Jimin won't think I'm pretty! Am I ugly? Why doesn't he love me?!” Jungkook cried and clung onto Yoongi's hand while the older tried his best to pull his own hand back. “Y-Yoongi!”

“Jungkook, get off! Ah- yes… Yes you're pretty. Jimin is just blind. I swear if you don't let me go I'll make you ugly.” Yoongi hissed as Jungkook pouted once more; gazing up at Yoongi with his doe and beady eyes. “Sorry, listen… if Jimin doesn't see that you're ‘pretty' then don't think about him.” Yoongi concluded as he set Jungkook in and placed the seatbelt over the boy's torso. “I hate this so much..” Thought the man as Jungkook was quiet now. The boy was drunk now and kept his lips shut into a pout while his eyes looked around the car from the inside. Today was the day Jungkook would go home, but due to how drunk he was, Yoongi couldn't dare to leave his friend all alone.

Along the way to Yoongi's apartment, Jungkook suddenly began to hum and this made the older slowly turn his head to face Jungkook. “What are you doing?”

“You're so mean to me, Yoongi! I wasn't even screaming…” Jungkook cried and pressed his head against the window. “Oh no… I-I feel sick now…”

“Ugh, you're a pain, Jungkook. Just three whole bottles of Soju and you-”

“-YOU'RE THE CAUSE OF MY EUPHORIA!! DOO DOO DOO! EUPHORIA!” Jungkook shouted and left Yoongi to glare back at the road before rolling his eyes. Soon, they reached Yoongi's apartment and the young man dragged Jungkook to the entry. However, Yoongi looked more cautious now. He silenced the boy each time he'd raise his voice while they carefully made their way inside of the building. By there, Jungkook threw himself onto Yoongi's couch and let out a huff. He felt like he was going to throw up any second and even the pain in his head doubled by there. “Yoongi, I feel like I'm going to die! I'm going to die without having Jimin by my side!”

“Shh!” Yoongi hushed the boy and looked around cautiously. “Keep it down.” The man spoke in whispers because he felt something Jungkook didn't. He felt like he was being watched from a distance and everything fell into silence. All the noise in the room was knocked down to the young students' breathing. In silence, Yoongi gulped and picked up a bat he had against the door from the entry. “Stay here, Jungkook.” Yoongi then took Jungkook's phone out and slipped it into his own pocket before walking out of the living room to approach the bedroom.

Yoongi wasn't afraid, yet he was alarmed, he carried the bat up and looked around with courage. He knew he had to protect Jungkook and the atmosphere in his own apartment changed. He wasn't sure if he alone was getting drunk from the drinks he had earlier, but he knew he had to focus deep down. As soon as Yoongi walked into the room, Jungkook's phone began to vibrate within his pocket, making Yoongi quickly shoot his hand down into his pocket and pick it up so suddenly to read the caller ID. With no surprise, it was Jimin calling.

“What do you know… It's the pretty boy himself.” Yoongi whispered into a smirk and rose the phone up to his ear after accepting the call. “Don't you think it's a little too late to be calling at this hour, Mr. Park?” Yoongi asked as he kept walking around the room to find what was picking over his shoulder. “Your student is fast asleep.”

“Who is this?” Jimin asked through the phone in a raspy voice. “What's your name?”

“You don't need to know it, Park. I'm just here to answer for Jungkook.”

“What game are you playing at? I know for sure Jungkook wouldn't fall asleep without telling me where he's been.” Echoed the man's voice within Yoongi's ear into the call. But suspiciously, Jimin's voice fell into a whisper. “Where has he been? “

“Drinking… Good talk, Mr. Park. But just to let you know… Jungkook has no intention in talking to you tonight. He'll be with me.” Yoongi joked around and made a smile as Jimin suddenly hung up a second after. “Charming.” Commented the man and as he set the phone back, the feeling was gone. Yoongi lowered the bat and backed out of the room until he reached the living room where Jungkook laid on the couch. “Jungkook, why aren't you sleeping?”

“I-I heard you say Jimin… D-Did he call me?” Jungkook whispered and turned over to face Yoongi approaching the couch from where the young student sat. “Did he want me…?”

“You will never understand… Won't you? Jimin only asked where you were and hung up. He didn't even ask to hear your voice.” Yoongi added a lie as Jungkook pouted and looked down. “But… You don't have to worry about him when you have a friend like me!”

“You're a good friend to me, but I want to talk to Jimin.” Jungkook said as he sat got on his knees over the couch where he faced Yoongi. “I feel so sick… My head hurts…”

“Lay down, you aren't going anywhere.” Yoongi assured and set the young boy back. Within seconds, Jungkook's eyes shot up and met with Yoongi's in silence. “What?”

“Do you think Jimin will want me?” Jungkook whispered. Yoongi felt Jungkook’s gentle breathing against his neck and this alone caused the older to tilt his head and finally pull a grin. Eventually, pressing his forehead against Jungkook's. “Yoongi?”

“I don't know about that. But, if I was him, I would want you.” Yoongi's words made it into Jungkook's drunk mind and right before Yoongi could kiss the boy, Jungkook turned his head away and suddenly sat up. Having the older look down in silence. “Jungkook...”

With that, Jungkook began to laugh as he looked back at Yoongi. “You're not Jimin. Yoongi, don't play around like that!” Jungkook laughed and moved away from the man as Yoongi thought to himself. “I feel like… I should go… home…” Jungkook whispered to himself as Yoongi walked away from the couch while his expression was wiped blank. “Take me home!”

“You can't go, it's too late for me to drive you.” Replied the older and looked at Jungkook. “You have to stay here for one more night. So, sleep for now and I'll see you tomorrow.” Jungkook kept his eyes locked onto Yoongi as he tilted his head, watching the man then switch off the lights to the living room. Jungkook couldn't tell that Yoongi felt upset with himself, since Jungkook was very drunk at the moment. Not noticing the way Yoongi was rejected and felt bad about it afterwards. For a man that barely shed any emotions towards anything or anyone, this was the closest he was to showing them. Of course, Yoongi just knew Jungkook was drunk and he was rather hoping to get the truth out of him. In Yoongi's mind, Jungkook had a small crush on him; but he was wrong. The boy's heart only had Jimin's name written all over it and there was no room for Yoongi at all.

Yoongi walked into his own room and threw himself onto the bed before shrugging off what happened. Surely, he knew Jungkook wasn't going to remember that, and this gave him a second chance as well. So, it didn't hurt him as bad as it looked out there. Later on into the early morning, it was 2:26 AM and Jungkook woke up to look around the dark room. He knew he wasn't home and he was left to sigh at the big headache he had. He was no longer drunk, but he had the pain of a hangover now.

“Ugh… I thought I was going home tonight…” Jungkook whispered to himself as he sat up and walked far from the couch to reach the front door. “I feel like I've been hit with a truck! I need to go home…” The boy's mindset was to go home and that was all he longed for. Even he didn't know why he was so desperate to go home. It was the dark atmosphere that filled the apartment once more; making him have the urge to leave so suddenly.

Jungkook was silent most of the time as he reached the doorknob, opening the door to the outside of the apartment. Finally, the early morning wind greeted him where his eyes scattered around the dim, outside, halls of the apartment. With no second left to spare, Jungkook walked out and made sure he still carried his things and managed to get his own phone that was set into his pocket in his sleep. Yoongi had it most of the time, but as the boy slept there, Yoongi eventually came around to slip the phone back into the young boy's pocket.

With the wind howling through the night, Jungkook walked down the streets with his head spinning. It wasn't a good idea, but for some odd reason he didn't feel safe at the apartment Yoongi was in. Yet, walking out in the streets didn't make it even better. Jungkook walked all alone and passed by alleys with no hassle; he just wanted to go home. Despite the fear he had shouting at the back of his own mind, he has walked these streets before when the sun was still down. It took so much for him to leave Yoongi's house after having such an ugly feeling.

Minutes into the walk all on his own, Jungkook reached a street where there was six cars parked and aligned by houses. This was a sign that he was near his apartment building. However, this street caused shivers to slide down the boy's spine like rain beating against a window pane.

“Almost there…” Jungkook whispered to himself as he kept walking by the six cars perfectly parked by the houses. All was going so well… Until the six cars began to sound it's alarms. Suddenly, headlights flashed onto the lonely street as Jungkook flinched and stepped back to see the cars shrieking and constantly beeping once it was tampered with, but as far as Jungkook knew, he was the only one within the cars' radius. Of course, No one else seemed to be nearby at that very moment the headlights of the cars flashed onto the shady and lonely streets he stood alone in.